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What's in the bag? Give me all that Is it enough? I need to ask Is it enough for me to leave reality Yup, I just took some Give me them tingly feelings and it ain't no love Eventually someone's coming down and it damn sure wont be Well, I'ma cut it up till I bleed out I'ma meditate till I peace out I'ma rev it up so burnt out Give me what's in that bag now Hit em with the hook like smash mouth Pass it to the left like smash bros I'm the same kid that used to pass you notes But now you get the cock like I pass the roach A little too vulgar, but I'm the same kid that used to make you laugh Now I'm just a little bit older living all in the past Taking it back, breaking that spine, how do I make you mine Taking a breath, clearing my mind, ain't nothing left when I open my eyes But ain't nothing right I don't play by the rules I'ma sideline recluse I'll watch you buy the booth I'ma go buy her heart Go ahead buy the bar, but I give her the eyes she'll choose Jimmy you done fucked up now Shimmy shimmy ya'll gon lose And I'll tell you what she gon do she strip down full moon This pretty city is covered in green like camouflage You were enough until i went and had that damn menage This locomotive is bumping let's turn it up a notch You wish me well, well why your fingers crossed What's in the bag? Give me all that Is it enough? I need to ask Is it enough for me to leave reality What's in the bag? Give me all that Is it enough? I need to ask Just give me one, two, three I was always looking for a sign Guess who's on the way it's the devil in designer That's two of a kind like a Gemini Cuz she gonna bring a friend, and you know I never mind her Goddamn Mothafuckas tryna do the math how'd I get 20 bitches in my room Well the concierge said fit as many as you can in the elevator, but can I come too F*ck no Well I suppose if your so-so sis solo see me northwest coast There is not enough of this stuff little boo gotta take both reds with the blues I don't play by the rules I'ma sideline recluse I'll watch you buy the booth I'ma go buy her heart Go ahead buy the bar, but I give her the eyes she'll choose Jimmy you done fucked up now Shimmy shimmy ya'll gon lose And I'll tell you what she gon do she strip down full moon